#1. If all else fails – put cheese on it.
#2. When taking your toddler to a bar try to sit in front of the staging area – that way your child can suck on lemons. It’s fun and staves of scurvy.
#3. It’s totally acceptable for old McDonald to have babies, treats and fairies on his farm.
#4. You’re not a bad person if you tell your child that not brushing her teeth makes Elmo cry.
#5. Make sure you have enough tiaras for everyone – even Daddy needs to be a princess sometimes.
In spite of all of my jadedness and angst I am so truly grateful for so many things, Lucy & my husband being top on that list – I cannot imagine a better family. I have wonderful friends and a warm and cozy house, $6 dollars in my pocket (that I stole from said husband) and an new unopened box of wine on the kitchen . We are all healthy and do not need for anything. Life is good.
Happy Thanksgiving! I hope you all have a wonderful day. I will resume my regular whining and complaining in no time…
This month has been amazing and was marked by two big events, the first was Hurricane Sandy which kept you inside for three very long days and allowed you to go puddle jumping when you were finally released from captivity.
The second was Halloween. You were SO excited about Halloween, you have been wearing your costume for almost a month now but it did not diminish your excitement to put it on on the 31st and run outside and announce to the world that you are a princess! A quick trip to the drug store for a $3 tiara and wand made it even more spectacular. You took to trick or treating like a professional – you thanked everyone diligently and as soon as you were done being polite would turn to me and say “we need to find more candy Mommy!” Of course we do sweetie…
Days followed and you still come home everyday, get your hello kitty basket out and take inventory of all of your treats.
You have become very cuddly and empathetic this month – you tell me you love me dozens of times a day and like to give hugs and kisses. When your father or I are upset about something, you will stroke our face and say “It’s okay Mommy, it’s okay Daddy.”
You are even getting better around people you don’t know, it used to take you an hour or more to warm up to someone but now you can do it in a manner on minutes. You even allowed me to get a picture of you with your Pop Pop at his 82nd birthday party. This is a big development since you’ve always been a little scared of him.
You continue to defy us like a normal two year old but you rarely say ‘no’ anymore – you have moved on to “not yet” and “never” I am astonished at the diversity you have.
Your Nana was here visiting for a long weekend and you and she had a good time, playing on the porch and reading books and (of course) apple picking.
Your favorite things right now are being a princess, pretending to bite out faces off and then blowing them back on to our face, watching Mickey Mouse and… Halloween candy.
You are incredible and just keep getting better. I love you – Mommy.
If you take a poll most people will tell you that Fall is their favorite season. Not me. Not that I dislike it – I enjoy apple picking and all things pumpkin flavored but I am, hands down, a Spring girl. Fall is so fleeting, like someone blowing out a candle – you only have the briefest of hints at autumn crispness, a quick glance at crimson and ochre before it all turns simply cold and brown.
And above all else Fall means one thing – the end of daylight savings time. Oh how I hate (to quote Hans Christian Anderson) to go to bed at night and dress by yellow candle light. Perhaps it was growing up in Maine where it gets dark at approximately 3:15pm, or maybe its my recently acquired phobia of wintertime driving but right around now, every year, I feel a tightening in my chest; a hard time catching my breath. A feeling that life is short and getting shorter. It makes me want to eat my weight it pumpkin scones and Halloween candy and tuck myself into a small ball inside my extra soft and warm duvet and hibernate until the rejuvenating powers of March swoop in to save the, once again, longer days.
I have been diligently working on eating as much Halloween candy as possible, but I have yet to get approval to take the next three months of work off… Maybe I could figure out a way to migrate instead. I hear Argentina is really nice this time of year.